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Ode to the Onion

Onion,
luminous flask,
petal by petal
your beauty was formed,
scales of crystal increased you
and in the secrecy of the dark earth,
your belly of dew became round.
 
Beneath the earth,
the miracle took place
and when your dense
green shoot appeared
and your stalks
emerged like swords in the garden,
the earth built up its strength,
revealing your naked transparency,
and like Aphrodite in the remote sea
replicating the magnolia
by raising her breasts,
so
the earth made you,
onion,
clear like a planet
and destined
to shine,
constant constellation,
round water rose,
on
the table
of the poor people.
 
Generously,
you release
your globe of freshness
in the fervent consummation
of the pot
and the shred of glass
is transformed by the burning heat of the oil
into a curly feather of gold.
 
I will also remember how
the love of salad proliferates your influence
and it seems that the sky contributes
by giving you the fine shape of hail
to celebrate your clarity when chopped
on the halves of a tomato.
 
But within reach
of the people's hands,
splashed with oil,
sprinkled
with a little salt,
you kill the hunger
of the laborer on the rough road.
 
Star of the poor people,
fairy godmother
wrapped
in delicate
paper, salts of the soil,
eternal, intact, pure
like the seed of a star,
and when the knife
in the kitchen cuts you,
the only tear that springs up
is without sorrow.
 
You make us cry without grieving.
I celebrate all that exists, onion,
but for me, you are
more beautiful than a bird
with blinding feathers,
you are for my eyes
a celestial globe, a platinum goblet,
a motionless dance
of snowy anemone
and the fragrance of the earth lives
in your crystalline nature.
 


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03.02.2025

One hundred hours of happiness





One hundred hours of happiness...
Is that a little?
I mined it washing like golden sand
 

Collected it lovingly, tirelessly
Bit by bit, drop by drop
spark by spark, sparkle by sparkle
Created it from fog and smoke
Received it as a gift
from every star and birch tree...
 

Many days I spent chasing happiness
On chilled platforms,
in a rattling carriage
I caught it at the airport
At the hour of departure,
Hugged it, warmed it
in the unheated house.
 

I was casting spells over it, incantations...
It happened, sometimes
That from bitter grief
I extracted my happiness.
 

It is wrong to say that one must be born happy.
It is only necessary that the heart
was not ashamed to work for happiness
That the heart is not lazy, not arrogant,
That even for a bit of goodness
It says “Thank you”
 

One hundred hours of happiness,
pure, without deception.
One hundred hours of happiness!
Is that a little?
 


03.02.2025

Anger





Anger blows
Anger awakens
 

In a lost moment, words are enough
Ancient sins the sorrow shrugs off
 

We ignite anger the sky burns
The blows rush and break the sky
 

Stones crumble
Towers fall
The world shatters
 

In her eyes a light so pure
 

We ignite anger the sky burns
The blows rush and break the sky
Good heavens
 

In her eyes a love so pure
A reason to endure
 

Stones crumble
Towers fall
 

Anger roars and the storm roars
Anger at ancient sins
(Ancient sins the sorrow nests)
The sadness nestles the sadness shakes
 

Gods broken world falls
Good crumbling destiny comes true
Gods broken world falls
Good crumbling destiny comes true
 

We ignite anger the sky burns
 


03.02.2025

Play the music away





Lalala, music is everywhere
It's here, it revolves around us
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Day and night, to the beat of its heart
My life sings and busts with happiness
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Listen to the song of the street
It sounds like a revue's finale
It's good, it's nice, it's beautiful
It's the whole of music!
 

Sparrows, cars, the subway, mutts
The radio, bar and cafe jukeboxes
It's unique, fantastic
Play the music away!
 

But often, what I like
Is to see, when opening the shutters
The horizon, the clear sky
The country or the seaside
The city's far away, and I forget about it
Yet I hear the song of life
 

Lalala, music is everywhere
It's here, it revolves around us
Lalalala Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

In the morning, I wake up to the rooster's crow
And at night I fall asleep to the sound of rock
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

The sound of a grade crossing bell
The strong wind in the sails of a boat
It's good, it's nice, it's beautiful
It's the whole of music!
 

Ducks, guitars, bikers, rug rats
The little tune that wanders randomly
It's unique, fantastic
Play the music away!
 

Lalala lalala lalala
Lalala lalala lalala
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Lalala lalala lalala
Lalala lalala lalala
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Listen to the song of the street
It sounds like a revue's finale
It's good, it's nice, it's beautiful
It's the whole of music!
 

This band, so beautiful that it sticks to our skin
It's life that gives it to us
It's unique, fantastic
It's unique, fantastic, exquisite
Play the music away!
 


03.02.2025

Going Demonstrating





Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And stand four abreast for peace!
 

Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And some journalist is sure to write it up for his paper!
 

One, two, three, four!
Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And, if you dare, shout, 'Down with injustice!'
 

Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And if it should rain, we'll stay home.